Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

January 8, 2014


by Aminah

Read this, then,
tell me what have you learnt?
i am not a perfect girl,
i was once broken but yet i am not unbroken.
i stay away from crowds.
i have no shadows.
i have left all judgment out of my head.
i don’t know what mind tells me anymore; i listen to what my heart says.
every day, i live my life and the days i have lived pass in minutes.
they all thought they knew me, so i just laughed in my head.
the ones who knew me, knew more about me than i did.
i used to over-think, let it boil until it turned into liquid.
i have made mistakes, i am not perfect.
i try to correct them over and over; it's like they want be perfected.

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